Religiones

Your love is the most sacred of religions
With a little, you heal me, with a little, you kill me
If I go, if I stay, no more explanations
In the end, there are two hearts

Your love is the cheapest of religions
With a little, you heal me, with a little, you kill me
And a beer and a cigarette in bed
My sorrow goes away, you know who loves you

Ucha la la! Ucha la! (who loves you)
Ucha la la! Ucha la!

Give me something, give me more
Give me everything, but give me more

Ucha la la! Ucha la! (who loves you)
Ucha la la! Ucha la!

Well, baby... The truth is that your love is the most expensive of religions
Because no matter what I do, I always wear the pants

I don't want to be a saint
I want to go to heaven!

Ucha la la! Ucha la! (who loves you)
Ucha la la! Ucha la!

Give me something, give me more
Give me everything, but give me more